Total pages in book: 100
Estimated words: 95307 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 477(@200wpm)___ 381(@250wpm)___ 318(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 95307 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 477(@200wpm)___ 381(@250wpm)___ 318(@300wpm)
“I’d love to! What time?”
When I finish giving her the details of tomorrow’s excursion, the door to Harrison’s office opens. I glance that way as Chase strolls out. The moment he sees me, a large wolfish grin plays on his face. “Well, if it isn’t my best friend’s girl and the love child we made behind his back,” Chase croons, knowing full well the reaction his words will evoke.
“I will kill you slowly and feed you to the damn fish,” Harrison growls. His words precede him as he steps through the doorway, just as Chase pulls me up and into a big hug.
“You don’t scare me, Drake. Pregnancy has made you soft,” Chase teases, giving me a wink.
“You’re playing with fire, buddy. Be careful before you get burned,” I remind him with a grin.
He laughs, bending down and placing his hands on my hips. It’s not sexual in any way, but I can see the fire in Harrison’s eyes as he watches his best friend put his hands on me. “Hey, little one. It’s Uncle Chase. You remember who the cool one is, you hear me? Uncle Chase will buy you whatever you want. Aunt Gabby is boring. You remember that,” our friend says to my stomach, making me laugh. His words bring a smile to Harrison’s face, but it isn’t until he lets go of my hips that my ex-husband finally seems to relax.
“This is a nice surprise,” Harrison states, coming over and pulling me into his arms, as if staking a claim.
“I was on my way to get some groceries when Gabby called.”
“Gabby? What did your sister want? Was she asking about me?” Chase teases, his eyes full of mischief and delight.
“Nope, she didn’t ask about you once,” I tell our friend. “But she did ask us to join her on the boat tomorrow,” I add to the man who still has his arms around me.
“Tomorrow?” he asks, almost absently, as if mentally running through his day.
“I’ve already checked your schedule, and you have two sessions in the morning, but nothing else the rest of the day,” Gina confirms.
“But with the Lakeview location grand opening Friday, I’m sure there are a lot of last-minute details to tie up,” Harrison states.
“Most of them are confirmations that I can do Monday,” Gina adds.
“Gabby’s gonna be on the boat? I’m in,” Chase boasts, clapping his hands together and giving me another wolfish grin. I can tell he’s already planning five ways to torture her by noon. He quickly turns to Harrison. “We’re on schedule, man. Everything is ready for next Friday. As Gina said, she’ll make the confirmation calls Monday and we’ll be all set. We’ll be there Monday through Wednesday anyway to make sure the staff are trained. Why not take a day and just relax and enjoy the sun?”
Harrison seems to think it over. Part of me expects him to back out. As he gets close to the opening, I know his mind works overtime to make sure everything is right and ready to go. This opening is no different than the ones before. Knowing he could really use a few hours to decompress, I decide to take matters into my own hands. I step into his side, pressing my swollen belly into him, and wrap my arms around his body. “I think he’s right. We need a little fun in the sun,” I tell him. He turns his gaze my way, and that’s when I go for the kill. “And besides, I really want to wear the new bikini I just bought,” I whisper, so that no one else can hear me.
His eyes darken with lust. There’s no missing it. Harrison turns me so we’re facing each other and bends down until our lips are a hairbreadth apart. “Okay, let’s go. I think a day on the lake is just what the doctor ordered.”
“Yay! I can’t wait!” Gina cheers, clapping her hands and bouncing on her high heels.
Harrison gives me a look. “I, uh, invited Gina to go with us,” I whisper.
Besides the tightness of his jaw and the tic of his lip, he doesn’t let on to how he feels about his personal assistant tagging along.
“The whole day to bug the hell out of Gabby?” Chase bellows with a grin. “I’m definitely in.”
“Seriously? You brought Chase with you?” Gabby growls as I join her on the boat, her eyes watching as Chase and Harrison unload the cooler and bags of food from the back of his SUV.
“He was standing there when I asked Harrison. I couldn’t not invite him,” I argue. Though, I didn’t really invite him to begin with. He just sort of invited himself.
Gabby throws her hands in the air. “That’s great. He’s going to give Roman a hard time,” she grumbles, setting my beach bag on the floor.